Two years have passed. Now you're six years old. You're in the bathroom, brushing your teeth. You're getting ready to start Kindergarten. What's funny is the people of Cleveland, Ohio are now fully aware of the giant living Huggy Wuggy being your guardian and they wanted him to send you to school soon since you are ready to start school. Scratch that... your adoptive father. 

That's right. Huggy Wuggy adopted you since your horrible mother Trish left you there. You were abandoned. But Huggy Wuggy loved you enough to have you as his own adopted child. After all... DNA does NOT make you family. Your mom was proof.

You hear your dad yelling, "(Y/N)! You almost done?!" You rinse and you spit in one of the sinks. You yell, "Yeah, daddy! I'm almost ready!" He yells, "Alright! I'll take you to school, myself!" You walk out. You see your adoptive dad, Huggy Wuggy. 

He stands about 10 feet tall. He has your backpack. The same one you've had since your biological mom left you there. You realized that you hate her now, anyways. You realize that she's no mom. Huggy's been a better parent to you than she has.

You take it and you say, "Thanks." He says, "Come on." He picks you up and sits you behind his head. So you're sitting on his shoulders as if he's giving you a piggyback ride. He says, "Onward to school." You giggle. He walks into the lobby and to the front doors. He gets outside and he gets to the entrance. 

A bus is driving down the road and the bus driver who is a middle aged woman of heavy set says, "Alright children. Don't be alarmed when you see (Y/N)'s dad, okay? He did adopt her and take care of her as his own. Understand?" All the kids on the bus say, "Yes, ma'am!" She smiles and says, "Good. I mean it. Treat her right." They say, "We will!" 

The kids see a really tall fuzzy blue monster with yellow hands and feet and there's a little girl on his shoulders. He approaches the bus. One boy on the bus says, "Dude, cool. Huggy Wuggy is (Y/N)'s dad!" 

Huggy puts you down and he pats you on the head saying, "Have a good day at school, honey. I'll wait here for you when you come home." You say, "Okay, daddy. I'll see you then." He says, "Love you." You say, "Love you too." You get on the bus and Huggy watches as you get on. 

A bunch of kids stick their heads out the windows of the bus and they all yell, "Hi, Huggy Wuggy!" He manages a smile knowing that kids have adored him for years when most adults would fear him because of how he is. He waves. The bus takes off and he watches as it does. He says, "There she goes. First day in Kindergarten. Where does the time go?" He walks back into the toy factory.

(Time skip.)

You're at school in your Kindergarten class right now with other students like yourself. The teacher is a young attractive woman in her mid twenties named Miss. Violet Green. Since the other kids found out that your adoptive father is Huggy Wuggy, they've liked you more. It's like you were already popular in there.

You're all sitting on the floor as Miss. Green talks to all of you. She says, "Alright class. Now, this is your first day of school." She smiles and says, "Welcome to Kindergarten and good morning." You all say, "Good morning Miss. Green." She says, "I understand that you're all interested in the fact that (Y/N)'s dad is Huggy Wuggy." They all say, "Yeah!"

She looks away smirking and saying, "Shoot. I'd like to meet the tall fuzzy man himself.~" She faces all of you and says, "Alright class. Why don't we go over the alphabets and what things start with those letters, huh?" You all say, "Yaay!" 

Miss. Green says, "A is for... apple." You all say, "Apple!" She says, "B is for... banana." You all say, "Banana!" She says, "C is for... cat." You all say, "Cat!" She says, "D is for... dog." You all say, "Dog!" She says, "E is for... elephant." You all say, "Elephant!" She says, "F is for... flower." You all say, "Flower!" And so on. 

She says, "Let's try this again." She points to the A on the wall and says, "A is for?" You all say, "Apple!" She says, "Good. B is for?" You all say, "Banana!" She says, "Very good, children." You raise your hand and she says, "Yes, (Y/N) honey?" You say, "H is for Huggy." The kids say, "Yeah!" She smiles and says, "That's correct, dear. It sure is." She looks away blushing at the thought of your adoptive father, Huggy Wuggy.

She says, "Alright children. We're going to do some coloring. Who wants to color?" You all say, "Yaay!" Another little girl says, "Coloring is fun." Miss. Green says, "Yes Jennifer dear. It sure is." You say, "Happiness, healthy and hysterical also start with an H." Miss. Green looks at you, impressed. She says, "You're absolutely right (Y/N). They sure do start with an H. Good job." 

Moments later, you're all sitting down and coloring. Actually, it's more like drawing and coloring. You all drew a picture of your parents. Jennifer drew a picture of her mom, brother and herself. Her dad sadly passed away last year, but she did draw him as an angel on the background. That almost made Miss. Green tear up.

You draw you and your adoptive dad Huggy Wuggy since it's you and him. A boy in that class drew a picture of himself with his two moms. Miss. Green respected that since she herself grew up with two dads. After drawing your family, Miss. Green sees yours and she sighs and smiles.

She says, "You draw your daddy so well, (Y/N)." You smile and you say, "Thanks, Miss. Green. He's great." She says, "I bet he is." She walks around and she says, "Very lovely drawings, children. I'll hang them on the wall after you've all finished. Be sure to have your names on them." You all say, "Yes, Miss. Green." 

(Time skip.)

Later on after school, Huggy is waiting outside the gate of the toy factory for you when you get off the bus. Sure enough, there's your bus. You get off and you get this from the other kids, "Bye, (Y/N)!" You look back and you wave. The doors close and the bus leaves.

You see your dad and you smile saying, "Guess what, daddy?" He picks you up and says, "What? Did you have a good day?" You say, "Yeah. We drew and colored pictures of our family. I drew me and you. Miss. Green our teacher hanged it up on the wall with other kids' drawings." 

He smiles and says, "Hey. That's great. How are the other kids treating you?" You smile and you say, "Good. Except one boy from the 1st grade tried to take my brownie at lunch. Miss. Green didn't let him and told him to go back to his table or he'd be at the principals office." 

He says, "Sounds like you've got a good teacher. Come on. Let's get you some dinner." You smile and you say, "Okay, daddy." Huggy goes through the gate and he walks to the factory, taking you with him. He gets inside the building.

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Meanwhile, Miss. Green is at home, sitting on her couch in the living room. She's looking at her tablet and she's scrolling through it. She comes across a photo of Huggy Wuggy and she sighs and smiles. She says, "Hey, Huggy. Looking good. So intimidating and sexy. Good thing we've got a parent teacher meeting coming up this weekend. I'd love to meet you, myself.~

(Not over yet.)